"They really were not joking when they said this apartment will be more spacious than the last."
Hikaru Honda commented as his daughter finished setting up the TV, smiling as he admired the fully decorated and furnished apartment. Cassie smiled, satisfied that the TV turned on and function normally. Her father is much more of a tech wizard than she is, so the fact that she somehow had assembled the TV together without breaking anything was a miracle.
"Did you separate your stuffs out yet? U.A. called me earlier and told me that you will be moving into their dorm. I was told it's included in your scholarship.
"The only -ship I really needed right now. The one thing I appreciated is that U.A. tuition is so much cheaper than Seiai."
"And that the staffs were nicer too. Like when I was talking to your Seiai principal she sounded like she hasn't got laid in years. Like sis, lighten up your third husband's funeral is already over, it's getting old like that wig on your head."
Cassie choked at her dad's comment, silently hoping that her dad didn't behave that way toward the U.A.'s principal. It's a new school and she's starting anew, she doesn't need to be on the principal's bad side way before she even start classes. She was glad that this new apartment came fully furnish, so she and her dad only need a few more furniture and mostly just clothing. It was a nice Friday evening, the father and daughter had ordered in some pizzas and fried chickens to celebrate the successful move-in. Since he has another gig tonight, Hikaru had went inside his room to change to his outfit while Cassie began to shuffle through her clothes to decide what she should and shouldn't bring. She silently prayed that U.A. will have their own ice-skating rink just like Seiai, looking through her piles of clothes to find her favorite pair of skate leggings. Not finding it, she frowned slightly. Before she could turn to another pile of clothes to reshuffle everything, she heard the familiar heels clacking in the living room.
"Honey, I'm heading out to work tonight. Remember to lock the door and close all of the blinds before you head to bed. Can't let the Babadook get you, not today Satan.
Cassie just stared at her dad, who was currently parading around the apartment with his outfit for his night performance. But right now, she's staring at a particular piece of clothing her dad is wearing.
"Dad, is that my favorite pair of leggings?"
"… No?"
Somehow, genetics had allowed Cassie and her dad to share not only the same shirt size, but also the same pant size. Now that she thought about it, she wasn't sure if it is a blessing or a curse, since her dad kept mistaking her clothes for his drag clothing.
"Dad, I need that leggings. It's one of the longer leggings that I can wear for practice. If you perform in them, they will be damaged."
"Honey, these leggings can handle a little bit of action, jump, split, death drop, and all. Now be a dear and lock the door after me. I don't want to break my new acrylic trying to lock the door."
Cassie sighed as she locked the door before her. She loves her dad, she really does. After her mother passed away from a hero mission, her dad had step up to be both a mom and a dad to a 7-year-old Cassie. When Cassie was 9, he decided to try drag as a new hobby and fell in love with the art form. Cassie remembered getting to watch some of his performances, being the youngest tenant in the performers' room. After she picked up modern dances at the age of 10, she began to create choreography for her father's performances since he is a "comedy queen" and not a "dancing queen." That brought them to be extremely close, and Cassie considered her dad's drag persona to be a mother-figure to her.
"Well, at least this move is much smoother for us both. The first time we moved, he was terrified that his accent might show through his Japanese since he was away from Japan for so long that he ended up being sick. Worry wart…"
Cassie mumbled as she went back to her room to continue sorting through her clothes. Three hours later, Cassie's stuffs are stacked neatly in the corner of her room, ready to be move to the U.A. dorm the next day. Cassie had video-called Saiko during her packing to update her friend on her move. Cassie finally caved and showed her final sketch of her costume to Saiko.
"Not bad. Still not as aesthetically pleasing as mine but, it's very you."
Cassie had beamed at that comment, because Saiko actually like it. Her best friend is very picky with what she likes, and even harder to impress.
"Honestly I didn't think I would say this, but I already miss your lame self back in Seiai already. Who will I eat lunch with then, I don't want to mingle with the peasants."
Saiko complained loudly as she sipped her Darjeeling tea, almost jumped out of her seat and spilled her tea at the sound of her bedroom door slammed open.
"Are you talking to Cassie? Why didn't you call me?"
A hand reached across the screen, and spun the screen to a boy who look just like Saiko, but with short hair.
"Hello to you too, Sora! How are you? How is it at Shiketsu High?"
Cassie grinned as she waved to Sora, not missing the small blush that dusted across the boy's face. Sora cleared his throat softly, adjusted his pair of glasses before answering her.
"It's okay, I guess. My classmates are always riled up for some reasons, and it's always thanks to Inasa…"
"Awe, I'm glad things are going okay for you. Are you and Yo still keep in contact with each other? I haven't seen him in a while."
"I'm meeting up with him and a few friends tomorrow morning for a mall trip. It was supposed to be a boys' trip, but for some reason SOMEONE really insisted on tagging along complaining about somehow needing a new purse even though she just bought a purse this morning."
Sora drawled out, smirking slightly as Seiko tried to push him to the side to get her laptop back. Cassie chuckled at the siblings' squabble, inwardly a bit envious of the twins dynamic that she and her brother shared. Cassie was supposed to be a twin too, but she had absorbed her twin sibling sometime back when she was still a fetus. The doctors call it the "Vanishing Twin Syndrome," but Cassie likes to tell people that she ate her twin in the womb.
"Honestly, why stop her from going? This is the golden time for our little Matryoshka doll to meet the man, the myth, the legend that had been haunting her dreams since the beginning of last year."
Cassie and Sora couldn't hold it anymore, and just lost it. The screen suddenly went sideway and blurred out, only to focus back on a red-faced Saiko. Sora's laugh could still be heard in the background as Cassie tried to recollect herself, yet failed to do so.
"That's it, I'm hanging up!"
Cassie was still laughing at the Skype default home screen before she put away her laptop. She was still laughing as she finished washing her mug, placing it on the dish rack and looked out of the windows to the street below. It was shortly after midnight, the streets were empty minus a few stragglers here and there. Her eyes wandered around until she spotted a small white kitten near the lamp post.
"Poor kitty… I would have try to grab him but I'm allergic to cat, and I'm don't want kitty to freak out and run into the street."
She yawned and turned to shut of the blinds, turn off the lights in the kitchen and headed toward her room to sleep. What she didn't see, was the cat turned into a person in all black, and turned their head to look at the windows where she was, just minutes ago.
At U.A. earlier that morning
"A decision to combine both class 3A and 3B together?!"
Present Mic exclaimed while shooting up from his chair, face expressing his clear shock over this piece of new information. Next to him, Eraser Head shrunk down further into the table, wanting nothing more than to crawl back into his sleeping bag to continue his much-needed sleep. When Nezu had brought this idea up to him, he had no problem with it, though inwardly he was a bit apprehensive. Nezu was known to be calculating, but he has good intentions for U.A. and Aizawa respect his decision as a principal. But now that the news is finally public to other teachers at the school, Aizawa dreaded the noise that is starting to get louder in the faculty meeting room.
"Nezu, I respect your decision as the principal, but to combine the two heroic classes this late into their high school year?"
Midnight questioned, a frown marred her beautiful face as she looked expectedly at Nezu. The other teachers presented in the room nodded in agreement, minus Aizawa and Vlad King who had already been informed of the decision. Vlad King considered answering the question for her, but decided against it since everyone wanted to hear from the decision maker.
"Good question, Midnight! I thought a lot this past week and after consulting with the homeroom teachers of both classes, we were all in agreement with this decision. We have noticed that both classes are highly competitive, talented, and dedicated to become future heroes. I have no doubt that they will be phenomenal heroes in the future. However, I've noticed a division between the two classes, where they mostly converse with or partner up with their own classmates. Heroes in the future will often work together with others whose quirks they may not be familiar with. Not only combining both classes will allow increasing team work between them all, but also allowing them to grow as team members beside their own individual growth. And since Shinsou had joined class A, there is an odd number of students in class A compared to class B and combining them will eliminate the situation."
Nezu explained calmly with a small smile, stopping slightly to sip some of his warm tea. The other teachers seemed accepting of that answer, seeing the logic behind the newly proposed decision. A hand was raised, and all eyes were on Ectoplasm.
"Even if we combined them, won't we still end up with a total of 41 students, an odd number?"
"Excellent question, I'm glad you ask! Allow me to show you the slide show!"
Nezu clapped as the room darken and the front projector shone, showing a student file on the screen at the front of the meeting room. A few small gasps were heard across the room.
"H2O's daughter?!"